Tiger! Tiger! burning bright
In the tap-room every night,
What immortal lake or sea
Could equal thy capacity?
Foaming beer in buxom stein--
Pabst, Budweiser, Ballantine--
Whisky, brandy, rum and gin:
What hast thou, a gut of tin?
Tiger! Tiger! Je ne sais
How you put it all away;
Pure experience ain't enough,
Guess you're made of sterner stuff. --The Daily Princetonian.
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